Happy Birthday To You!

It's Fange's b-day! I'm happy. My birthday is three weeks and six days from today! lol I hope she's having a good day so far, if she didn't I'll beat up whoever made her unhappy!!!! *death glares the people at Fange's school who piss her off* Anyway ^_^ Today is happy. YOU MUST BE HAPPY TODAY! I'm getting my fro done today too (I think) so I can look fly for the winter ball. Which happens to be right after my choir concert. Yo'll know what day that is 'cause I'll post. I PROMISE. And if I don't I'll post the next day! lol or the day before. So expect a pose either the 8th, 9th, or 10th of this month. (If your smart you figured out what day my concert is already) Well I gotta go do stuff so I love you all and have a happy day!

TWMA,
Sacred Secret

Black Outs

Black outs...you never expect them. Most people never even have them. But I do. I missed school today because of a black out. I don't remember this morning at all. But from what I was told I wouldn't get up so they left me. I didn't hear anything, feel or see anything, when I woke up around 1:40 I was confused and dazed. I didn't know why I wasn't at school or who was in the house or what was going on, or what day it was for that matter. These don't happen to me too often but sometimes they do. It's better than me going off and killing someone I suppose but it still freaks me out. I'm gonna go to school tommorow...

Darkness Encasing Me,
Sacred Secret

Blogging.

I won't blog for long I don't think. Maybe I will maybe I won't. I'm finishing up a powerpoint (ppt) for school, and I'm adding all the "cool graphics and animation". It's not so bad, just a little boring (I think) because it's for school and I can't put random stuff in it. But it should turn out cool when I'm completley finished. So far I've only done the first section out of four. Which is cool 'cause that's how much I'm supposed to do right now anyways. My Uncle is getting married today. His wedding is going to be off the hook, I saw the dresses and stuff. So cool. I got to help them prepare for the reception 'cause thats what Fange' was doing. Besides I didn't have anything better to do. If your wondering (you probably aren't) The Voices are doing good...most of them anyway. There are a lot of them expecting/having/trying/raising kids. That makes my job as a babysitter so much better. (The pay is beautiful) But they'll grow up eventually *sigh* lol I'm gonna go now 'cause I don't have anything better to do. Peace Out Ya'll.

TWMA
!Sacred Secret!

Back 2 School

I gotta go to school today, but it's 2 hours late. So I don't have to be there until 9:30. Which is cool. It's probably mega cold outside anywayz. I'm hungry though, so I'm going to have some Trix cereal and take a shower (hopefully I'll have time to take one, if not I'll just take one after school) It's hot in my house though, and I couldn't sleep for the life of me. And now I can't type worth crap!!!! Damndable typos, God! I don't know if my sister has to go to school today or not. I'll find out later. Well I'm gonna go do that now, since there's nothing better to do. Have a nice day.

TWMA,
Sacred Secret

Oh My Gosh!

Okay like I said I'm posting now. But there isn't a whole lot to post about. The snow thing closed my school today. I think I enjoy not going to school but being home makes me sad :( . I want to go outside but it's cold and I take forever to get warm again. But I'll go out there eventually before the snow melts I guess. Until then I'll sit in my house and do my homework and talk to my friends who don't have school as well and sip hot cocoa. I don't think I've written anything new....I'll check for you though. Oh! Here's a story I wrote during Info Tech. If you find any similarities between a few books you've read or not that's probably because I was reading said books at the time. So here you go.

New Beginnings, Sorrowful Endings©:

Jeremiah paced back and forth silently, glancing at the clock."Is she done now?" he looked at his brothers and back to the clock.Leviathan shook his head
"She'll be done when she's done. They come and tell us, man. Wait." Jeremiah sighed and continued to pace. What if they didn't come and tell him? What if they just sat in there, making him suffer on purpose? Had he done something to offend them? He would apologize if that were what they wanted as long as they did not keep her for much longer.
He heard a door open and he looked over quickly.
"Mr..Yove'? Your wife and baby girl would like to see you now, and any immediate family." Jeremiah rushed over to her and looked at his brothers, "Come on, Come on!" He hurried as the five large men roused themselves from their chairs.
"Uh...well..." the nurse stammered, awed by their sheer size, "Are you all family?"
Leviathan looked at her and smiled. "Yes of course. May we see the baby now?" She nodded weakly and beckoned them through the doors.
Russell came last through the doors and shuddered, he did not like hospitals. "Trev, I don't want to go in there." he called softly to his brother, whom was ten years older than he.
"Come on, you want to see Mary and the baby right?" Russell nodded and followed close behind his brother, after taking his hand.
Leviathan walked with Aaron and Mack, talking with them about the game that had been on in the lobby. The Colts had won against the Patriots twenty-one to fourteen, and the twins were psyched. When the nurse opened the door to Mary's room, Jeremiah ran to her side so quickly it did not look like he had actually moved.
"Mary, are you alright? Where's the baby? Did you name her?" questions poured out of him so fast, Mary did notUnderstand, and held a weak paled finger to his lips. "Hush, Jeremiah. Samantha is fine. She's in the nursery." Jeremiah sighed in relief and kissed her hand, staring at her appreciatively.
Trevor and Russell came over and said softy that they were going to go see the baby, with the nurse. They left quietly. Aaron, Mack, and Leviathan joined Jeremiah at Mary's bedside, and smiled at her. She looked up weakly at all of them, smiling. "You all are such good boys. Stay that way, alright?" The twins exchanged worried glances, "What are you talking about?" Mack said frowning. Leviathan walked over to Jeremiah and whispered to him.
Jeremiah spoke softly his reply and a single tear slipped down his cheek. Mary touched the hands of the twins softly and looked back to her husband, "I love you, take good care of her." He nodded and said a soft "I will," before kneeling and covering his face with one hand, barely holding back sobs.
Aaron realized what was happening and backed away, falling ungracefully into a gray hospital chair. Mack's hands began to shake as he covered his mouth, convulsing, closing his eyes tightly attempting to hold back the flood of tears.
Leviathan stood beside Jeremiah, his large heavy hand on his shoulder, "It's going to be alright my brother." Jeremiah shook his head swiftly and stared, teary eyed up at his wife.
Mary looked down at him and smiled; "You have...to be." she took in another breath, "Strong for.Sam." He took her hand and nodded, not able to do anything else.
The nurse came back in with Russell and Trevor in tow, holding the smallest creature Jeremiah had seen in his entire life. And it was his, her soft cry, her smile, and her eyes. They were his, but they were also very much Marys'.
Russell handed Samantha over to Mary very carefully, completely aware of the protective Fathers eyes that watched his every movement. Mary smiled at the child and began to sing to her, in a soft motherly tone. After a while the baby's cries stopped, soon after that the song did as well.
With the baby still cuddled to her breast, she slipped out of the living world."We should take the baby from her now." The nurse suggested only getting six angry growls as her reply.
Jeremiah stood slowly leaning against the bed, his hand over his beloveds for the rest of time. "Jeremiah, take Sam, and lets get out of here." Leviathan instructed, patting the brothers back gently.
Nodding, Jeremiah slipped the child from her mother and held onto her tightly, watching as the motherly smile faded, falling into dust. As the body disintegrated into ashes, the men bowed their heads, praying for Mary's never-ending peace within Paradise.
Jeremiah signed release forms and walked out the door with one less person than he wanted to. He thought the birth of this child would be a happy event, the Samantha's birth would be an occasion the he could celebrate with his wife.
Now he is to celebrate it with only his brothers and Sam. It is not as bad as it seems, though. For Mary is a child, being born right now, who will run across Jeremiah's path in kindergarten class.

There I tried to make it not so...clumped together. But blogger does hate me so who knows. I had to make this post long with something so you got my story. Want a picture too? I neglected you so you can have a picture too. Okay fine. You don't get a picture right now 'cause blogger hates me. Or maybe it hates you...? Well whatever the reason, I'll post one later.

TWMA Ya'll!,
Sacred Secret

Holy Cow!

Wow it's been a while huh? Jeez. I didn't mean for it to go so long but Thanksgiving was a blast and I had so much on my mind. I'm sure you all forgive me. I'll get back to updating really soon. I'll try and post tommorow if the school's computers aren't being stupid. I'm going to sleep now though so, happy belated Thanksgiving all and I'll talk to you tommorow!

TWMA,
Sacred Secret

Happy 40th!

W00t! W00t! This is officially my 40th post! How Cool! *does a happy dance* How exciting how exciting!! So now I don't know what to do, this post should be really cool and exciting and full of good news! But...I'm not sure I have and exciting news for you...OH! Hey I know you get to know something that's kind of annoying! I'm two choirs right? And since I have two choirs it is a possibility that I will sing something I've sang before correct? Yes. And I'm okay with this. sBut why do I have to resing the songs I hate!??! Grrrrrr that's annoying! Gah, we're singing "African Noel" is both choirs and I hate that song...with a passion. But that isn't going to ruin my day, or this post! ^_^ Happy Birthday blog! Puwahahahahahahahahahaha!!! Now what? Uhm...wanna know a secret? I like cheese! Don't tell. lol I got that from Fange'.

I'M FULL! <---- Taco Bell commercial
Why buy a mattress anywhere else? *ping!* <--- Sleep Country
I hate you, you hate me! <--- Barney song spoof
Backstreets back, Alright! <---Uhm...
Out of the box! Out of the box! <--- Out of the box. Duh.
Happy cows come from california! <---Ahh...the power of cheese.


Okay, bye bye now!

Happy 40th, Mr. Blog!,
Sacred Secret!


P.S. <_<>_> TWMA ya'll.

"It's All Good."

lol I was thinking about my cousin saying that. And about him doing the cha cha. That was so freaking funny. But of course, There have been alot of funny things with them. Lie the creation and destruction of "Meximaru" the dancing mexican dog-man. That was great, and "calming" will forever be funny. The word "putty" too. lol I'm gonna get yelled at for putting all this on here but I don't care right now. I'm too happy. I don't know why either, I just am so I'm going to enjoy the feeling. The enjoyable feeling of being happy. It seems like I'm never happy anymore, by reading my recent posts. So I just want to be happy right now. For this single moment. here's a quote:

"To truly taste happiness you must experience everything but."

I like it. Z said that. It surprised me, 'cause he doesn't normally say stuff like that, but out it came and it was cool. Phury looked at him funny when he did but didn't think much of it. It just must be a day for "those times" you know? Those times when weird moods and ooc things happen? It's a day for those times! Wow, a whole 24 hours dedicated to doing stuff you wouldn't normally do. Saying things you wouldn't normally say, and talking to people you normally wouldn't! lol maybe I'm overly happy. I dunno. Oh! I had a dream last night, it was about Jesus. And him being a goat. And everyone who eats goat dying because they ate Jesus. And the people who drink goat milk turning into pigs because they drank Jesus, and the people who Sacrifice goats got sent to heaven 'cause that's what was going to happen anyway! lol didn't see that coming. The sacrifice thing is another inside joke. I couldn't tell you because it wouldn't make anysense unless you knew the people and blah blah blah. *smiles* It was funny though. SO I think I'm gonna go now and write a story. Yes I'm in class. But it doesn't matter! Let the writing flow, man! Let it flow!

:)

TWMA,
Sacred Secret!

[Insert Title Here]

I stayed home today. I feel sick, and tomorrow I'm gonna have to ask all my teachers what we did in class. Oi what a hassle. But I still have voice lessons today. I'm excited but my nose is stuffy which makes my voice sound weird. So, whatever. I'm listening to Evanesence. But it's their older stuff. My voice sounds like theirs. So I'm trying to get my voice to sound normal again. Right now I'm trying to remember what I was thinking about yesterday. It was something like how astonished I was that my math class was my favorite place to be in the whole school...I don't know why, but it is. I feel good in there.
Somtimes when I feel alone, more so then normal in my bed I place my hand to my stomach, just to feel my own heartbeating. It's a weird thing that I do, I know, but I do it anyway. It makes me feel less alone for some reason. Maybe because when I do that I can pretend I'm not alone at all. I can pretend I have the life I want. Someone ideal to share the bed with and a much smaller someone depending on me. Some I love before I even meet them or hold them in my arms. Have you ever done that? Probably not. I'm odd so I understand if you've never done any of the things I ask you if you've done. *sighs* I...I just want a child. They don't even have to be mine. But I need a child in the house, or someone I can go to that has a child. I'm in one of those maternal moods if you can't tell. Though only Fange' knows I have these moods. These times when I just need a child to talk to an hold on to. To make me feel like I'm doing something important....finally. Matter of fact, want to see the baby I love the most? Here:

It's blurry, so it doesn't do her justice. But she's a beautiful little girl. Telling you her name would be stupide, on my part, so you don't get to know. I watched her on monday and it was so great taking care of her. Watching her walk all around the house and play with her toys. Feeding her was an adventure! *smiles* I loved it though. So anyway.

Now I'm writing down some lyrics. They aren't my own, so don't get any ideas. I think I'll post again later today.

TWMA,

Sacred Secret

Flat, Lifeless...

I don't know. I'm feeling...different. It's a new stage of my floaty moods. I've been here before but never so deeply. I'm not even sure I want to be writing this. My mind is so fogged. Such a great heaviness I bear right now...So I'm feeling alone. In crowds of people I feel alone and alone I feel small. Like a lost child, alone and afraid, almost ready to welcome anyone to hold me, but still clutching to the thought that I will find my Mother. But perhaps this is a test, the voices are always testing me so mayhap the current world wishes to test me as well. *closes her eyes* So be it. Alas, I finished my book. "Lover Awakened" was a beautiful book. I think I may read it again, and perhaps a third and fourth time. As I thought I grew to love Phury so much more. And Tohrment...oh my heart breaks for him. Zsadist became closer to my heart as I knew we would, but his female, Bella, has become a favorite too. Someone I didn't expect to get closer with is Butch, the human that hangs out with the Brotherhood. Him and Vishous live together in The Pit, like a guest house of the Brotherhoods mansion. They are not together. I loved the ending and then again I hated it. I still wonder the name of Zsadist child, whether or not he named her Nalla. In the book it says Nalla means something along the lines of 'beloved', so if he did name her that I wouldn't be too surprised. Anyway, I've got to go now. Farewell.

TWMA,
Sacred Secret

Not Much To Say

The title says it all. I really don't have that much to say. Do you want to see something? It's a half poem/song I wrote. It isn't done but I'm not going to finish it. I don't like it very much....

Home

Dying slowly
Decaying
Faster
One thing, I cannot try to do is
Live without you
How can this have happened?
How can fate do this to me?
What kind of sick game is
Destiny trying to play?
What have we done
To call this upon ourselves?
How could you leave me
To undo
All
This...?
It isn't as funny as it was
This twisted joke
I know its just a plea
Please, now
Can you
Hear me
Lord?
Can you hear me
calling
Home.
Oh, can you hear me calling?
Calling
Calling
This sweet anthem of what death should be.
My destiny your fate
Wrapped in a twisted
Game
Dying
Decaying
Twisting
Down
Calling
My Lord
And Your Savior
Home
I'm calling
Home
Can we go
Home
I want to go
Home.

Yeah so that's all. I don't like it. It isn't exactly my style which is probably why I don't like it. Do you? I'm trying to convince one of the voices voices to put their song on the other blog 'cause it's really cool. It's called............"Your Kiss" it's pretty cool I think. You don't have to. There is only one person who needs to approve of that song and it isn't you. Or me for that matter. *laughs* Well I guess I'm done now. Latah.

TWMA,
Sacred Secret

"Spread your wings, and learn to fly in the cold, cold night sky."

WTMI: Way Too Much Information

This is going to be a post you may not want to read. I'm going to complain about being a girl. Maturity Advisory.

Ick. It's that time. I hate it. It's so gross and irritating. It makes me really paranoid. So I'm kinda glad it's Halloween. It gives me yet another reason to wear All black. Besides the fact that it's one of my favorite colors ^_^. So, I sit on my feet during class, just in case. I wear bigger sweaters, just in case. And give my backpack extra weight in toilettries, just in case. I hate it. I hate it. I hate it. Everything freaks me out. And the Voices? Let's not get started on them. Another thing I hate is that annoying constant pain in my chest when even the slightest thing happens. You go to lay on the desk and you shoot back up because the desk is hard, your boobs are not. *sighs* So painful. I can't tell you how many times I've done that today. Do you remember as a little kid you'd just flop on the floor or the couch or whatever and not have to worry about protecting those things? Now it's painful. VERY Painful. It's almost like kicking a guy in the crotch. It's just that painful. My friedn gacve me a hug and ran her chest into mine and we both pulled back and grabbed out chests and almost cried. After a little while we started laughing and hugged more carefully. Oi, that was painful. Anyways, yeah. I think I'm gona talk about something else.

Quote Of The Day: "Do you know who Kittie is???!"-J.Minor

Word Of The Day: Ninny

Definition: Fool

Sentence: You are a ninny, you will always be a ninny."

Song Of The Day: "Hey Ladies"--- Destinys Child

Now I think I'm gonna go se Peace.

TWMA,
Sacred Secret

P.S.: Happy Halloween, Happy Birthday, Congratulations! (You know who you are)

It's not usually this bad...

Okay so as you all know, I have been having a few days that could have been better. Of course today was just peachy. *rolls her eyes* But I won't go into that. I don't want to get that worked up again. I took a long tie to calm down when it happened. Even thinking about it pisses me off. So in short...today sucked. Utterly and completely sucked. Now I'm going to talk about an idea that's been floating around my head:
Do you ever find it hard to stretch out the description and ideas, dialogue and insignificant babble while writing and type of literature? I've associated writing with a lot of things but I find it's most like torture. I know that sounds weird at first but think about it. When you read about it, sometimes you feel like the writer is just toying with you, being an asshole on purpose. Stretching everything out like a bloody soap opera. Don't you want to get back at them for torturing you like that? You want to be able to torture your own readers, make them squirm in their seats. Make them sweat, make them dream the ending and then change it. Torture the characters to make them scream. Make them cry and wish they had never picked up your book but they stay with it because they love the pain. It's such a glorious pain that they can't stand it and they read faster and faster, keep turning the pages until the page they turn is the back cover. And you have dealt your final blow. The End. You see now? You see how it is so greatly like torture? How it's concepts are the same? How each and every little prick in writing or torture is significant? Each point of pain or pleasure, each little moan or scream. They all matter. The slightest twisting of your character makes the reader want more and more. Until they can't take it. Until they're crying with such a hate toward you that they can't wait for your next book. They fly to the shelves to find it, they scream your name to their friends pushing your book into their hands encouraging their torture. Wanting them to experience the same pain and agonizing pleasure. Alright I think I'm done now..maybe...yeah. I'm good now. So I'll talk to you all later when I'm...myself again.

TWMA,
Sacred Secret

The Gift Of Knowledge

Today is my Mom's birthday. I got her my grades and I made her a CD. She was happy. lol I'm so cheap. None of it cost me anything, but she's just happy 'cause I'm not failing school and I'm cool with that. It was a cool idea though, right? I think so. Okay okay now,

W.O.T.D: Sciaphobia
Definition: Fear of shadows

I like this word. I like it's meaning.

Movie.O.T.Week: Stick It

This movie rox my sox. WATCH IT AND REVEL IN IT'S BRILLIANCE!

^_^ And finally my personal favorite catergory

Song. O.T.D: "A Song For Mama" -- Boyz II Men

I love this song!! Tomorrow's will probably be "Unleash The Dragon" by Sisqo. 'Cause that song is awesome (and funny). Hm hm. What now? Do you know what it feels like to have your whole world ripped apart slowly, and then painfully sown back together? I don't. I hope to never experience the feeling. I know someone who has, however. She's very sad today. Her boyfriend (of six months) broke up with her, 'cause her best friend is crazy. But she's crazy in a good way, and personally I think it's a great thing they broke up. But she doesn't. She's very depressed, and I feel for her. He only broke up with her a little while ago so he's still floating around somewhere (bastard..). He such a loser though. He got in an "accident" and she has been helping him get better. Now, since he can walk, he's leaving her. Did he thank her or anything? No of course not (not that she cares or anything but still) did he even apologize? Nope. I think her best friend is going to go after him again for making her sad, but then again she might not. It all depends. Anyway, I feel bad for her and I hope things get better.
On another note, I have a concert tomorrow. I'm only singing four songs (the shortest concert I've done so far) and it's kind of weird to think about that I have to wear a robe, and that my normal choir people won't be there. But, eh I guess it's a new experience to benefit my singing career. I hope it all goes well. Wish me luck.
I don't really know what to write about now, but the song I'm listening to. It's called "One Of Us" by Joan Osborne. It's kinda like gospel but not. I like it. It's about God being one of us. It's a good song. I know. Here's the lyrics:

"One Of Us"

By Joan Osborne

If God had a name, what would it be

And would you call it to his face

If you were faced with him in all his glory

What would you ask if you had just one question
And yeah yeah

God is great

Yeah Yeah

God is good

Yeah Yeah Yeah Yeah Yeah

What if God was one of us

Just a slob like one of us

Just a stranger on the bus

Trying to make his way home

If God had a face what would it look like

And would you want to see

If seeing meant that you would have to believe

In things like heaven and in Jesus and the Saints and all the Prophets
And yeah yeah

God is great

Yeah Yeah

God is good

Yeah Yeah Yeah Yeah Yeah

What if God was one of us

Just a slob like one of us

Just a stranger on the bus

Trying to make his way home

He's trying to make his way home

Back up to heaven all alone

Nobody calling on the phone

Except for the Pope maybe in Rome
And Yeah Yeah

God is great

Yeah Yeah

God is good

Yeah Yeah Yeah Yeah Yeah

What if God was one of us

Just a slob like one of us

Just a stranger on the bus

Trying to make his way home

ust trying to make his way home

Like a holy rolling stone

Back up to heaven all alone

Just trying to make his way home

Nobody calling on the phone

Except for the Pope maybe in Rome...

Isn't it a good song? I think it is I think it is. Even if you don't think it is. I don't care 'cause my opinion matters most 'cause it's my blog. NYEEEEAAAAHHH! Heehee, Just kidding. Your okay. What now? I've said 'now' a lot this time. Do I say it a lot period? I think I might. O_O Oh no. Noooooooo!! BUWAHAHAHAHAHAHA I'm bored now. I'm signing out people.

TWMA,

SaCrEd SeCrEt

P.S: I had to change it up a little ^_^

"The secrets out.."

Poem

Okay I have to sdo this really quick so this is unedited as well, I know I've become extremely lazy when it comes to editing, but take me out later.

W.O.T.D: Daemonophobia

Definition: Fear Of Demons


Now then, this is why I'm writing to post this poem, tell me what you think!

Black Roses ©

You can smell the salt of the tears as you walk into the room
The perfect rows of people in the pews
Taking it all in.
Black Roses
You can see his Mother crying
His brother so distant, his wife so…
Alone
Black Roses
Do you feel the heaviness of sorrow?
Can you hear their cries?
Lord, what have we done to deserve this?
Such pain in
Black Roses
In the picture they are crying,
When they were married, there were tears of joy, not pain
Alas, now all is near it’s end and the
Family
Is in ruin
How can they move on when he’s lying in a casket?
She’s due in a month and still she’ll be
Alone
Black Roses
Feel their soft petals; take in their alluring scent,
For nothing is more potent in death than
Black Roses

I wrote it for english class, so if it sucks that's why. It's not one of my best but it worked for it's purpose. Peace out now!

TWMA,
Sacred Secret

Question.

W.O.T.D: Autophobia

Definition: Fear of being alone

(unedited)
The word of the day has almost nothing to do with the rant I'm about to impose on all of you. Which I refuse to apologize for right now because if you don't want to listen to me rant then maybe you should juust stop now, hm? Now anyway, first I want to ask you: Does everyone reserve the right to be a bitch at atleast one time? I think they do. I think today was my day for that. School pissed me off because people are morons, and it was apparantly "pissed-of-touch-sophmore-day" and no body told me so I got threatened by a lot of people. Then I got home and I know this is petty but the slightest change pissed me off. see normally there'sonly one person at my house because I get home earlier ten my mom does and my grandma doesn't work so I don't have to worry about her bothering me, so I just go in my mom's room where the computer is and reside in my sanctuary untill I have to leave again or talk to people. But today my mom stayed home and when I got here my mom was sitting in my sanctuary (the computer chair) playing some stupid game, then my gandma pops up and starts touching me (which I cannot stand) asking me obvious questions and shit. Then when they finally leave me alone I had to go to choir, which I'm normally okay with. So I went to choir, when I get there, no one was even there yet so I had to sit outside, alone, very very alone. Not for long or anything like 10-15 minutes but thats....quite long enough...and then when my choir teahcer got there she told me she wanted to switch me to an Alto (if you know me, you know how hard I workd to be a Soprano.) and she said I could switch if I wanted. I gracefully declined. After we started choir, everyone was being stupid, throwing the notes around, mixing up each others parts and when I tried to straighten it out, guess what? I got told to shut up. She wasn't making any damn changes! Was she fixing anything? No. She wasn't. She was helping the Altos. Did she ever come over to the Sopranos? No. She didn't. That irritated me all the more and then the little annoying girl-child whom I've so 'lovingly' nicknamed 'Vitalany' after the lion in Lion King II Simba's Pride. She was being more annoying than normal today. The idiot blonde behind me whose nickname is 'Assdo' was being more blonde than normal. Joe, who is normally the only guy in the choir that I talk to (Other than the Angelic-Boy-Of-Doom) seemed easily irritated as well. So me and my partner in crime (H.H) spent the time laughing, making fun of people, and pissing off Vitalany, who sits in front of us. The Angelic-Boy-Of-Doom helped my mood though. After choir, I ran home (as is normal) and was once more alone. Now I sit here ranting, just getting back from Red Robin (resturant) with Nightmare sitting on the chair back, behind me. Talking to my friend, writing a letter, writing a poem, listening to music, and doing my homework...since I'm bored you guys get a picture...:

Well now I'm done. I have no more to say

Nightmare: *purr purr* Mow...

Later people,

TWMA,

Sacred Secret

Bloggin' From School

That's right, I finally figured out how to blog from school. Isn't that great? I think so. I haven't blogged in a while because I've been trying to figure out how to do so from school and then school itself and Oi what a hassle. Anyway, man my legs are hurtin! Fange' and me went on a 10 miles walk on Sunday and omg my legs. My back hurts too, but my legs are screaming. Tells you how much exercise I get. On another note, I got the new Evanescence CD. The Open Door, the CD is sick. I'm in love with it. My favorite songs are "Lithium", "Lose Control", and "Sweet Sacrifice". "Call Me When Your Sober" is cool too. But I do like the whole CD in itself. It's really awesome I recommend it. If you like the band anyway. Uhmm what else? Oh, today so far at school it's been okay. I couldn't concentrate on anything in English. My teacher, who reminds me a lot of my 'Uncle', kept coming over asking me if I was okay and stuff. I'm like yeah yeah I'm fine I just hurt. And my voice died in second period (choir). So I sang real quiet. Third period (algebra 1) we went to the computer lab so I didn't have to do much but now I have homework, how stupid. And now here I am in fourth period, Info tech, listening to the fools around me do absolutely n-o-t-h-I-n-g. My teacher for this class, Mr. Urner, is sitting in the back of the classroom doing anything but helping us. Or guiding us or anything. I'd have to say I love this class. Its like being at home with a faster, but older, computer. I love my background for this comp too. I got the idea from Fange' because it's sexxy. lol sorry if I stole your idea, I love you. Well I'm gonna go back to playing games 'cause I'm bored now and there isn't much more to talk about. Later.

TWMA,
Sacred Secret

Do I Look Troubled?

Okay so I didn't get to post from school today...but only because I forgot my username and password (genius) Anyway, today after school and old guy came up to me and gave me a Bible. What do you think that means? Do I look devious to you? Well...those who know me. Do I? Huh? Huh? Do I Do I? I don't think I do. But maybe I'm kidding myself. But I don't think I look like a very troubled young person....maybe....I don't know. But anyway. I'll try and post from school tommorow. If I can remember my bloody password!

TWMA,
Sacred Secret

Not Really

I'm not really awake right now. Or maybe I am and I don't know it. I'm not blogging from school yet. I'll do that later. More around 12:00 I think. You'll know. I might blog from school more often if its easy. I'm kind of hungry.....and I'm kinda bored. Don't really know what to do right now, 'cause it's really early and I can't listen to musik. So I guess I'll just go eat something and write meh stories or something. TTYL


TWMA,
Sacred Secret

Loathing

W.O.T.D: Loathe/Loathing

Definition: To dislike greatly/extreme disgust

This is the word of the day because I have a rant coming on. See at first today I was wondering to myself why the hell people read out loud. OMG that is so irritating. Expecially people like Breann. I cannot stand that. You give them something to read and they read it out loud. Not even good. They read it all stupid, stumbling over words and mispronouncing things. Can't they just read it in their head? Is it so hard? I don't think it is. I think she does it just to piss me off. I already told her. "Read in your head" But noooooooooo! Of course not. Then there are people who stop in the middle of the hallway to molest each others faces. They don't step to the side, or move when people ask. They just stand there and suck face in the middle of the flippin hall. No room to get around them without being rammed into other people. Then when you try to get around them and you do run into other people. However accidental. You still get threatened to be beat up. *sighs*Is that just me? I hope not. Another thing that makes me kinda sad, actually, is that high school totally killed my relationships with my friends. Now I don't have any of them in my classes, and I see some of them during passing periods or at lunch but otherwise. Nada. Now what? Oh yes. Have you ever seen those things in the classrooms that are like 'motivational' posters? Tell me something. The ones about homework, like the one that says "Homework: Don't Leave Home Without It." why are they telling you that AFTER you get to school? That doesn't make any sense to me. Are they reminding you for tommorow? I dunno. My grandmother is another pet peeve of mine, but it would be extremely disrespectful to put my thoughts of her on this site. Even if she'll never see it. *shakes her head* As disrespectful as I am, I don't want to go to that kind of extreme. I think thats my word of the month. "Extreme". It's a cool word. I finished my book today. It was sad, and funny, and exciting. It's called "New Moon" By some lady. Its really good, I have to give it to Fange' this weekend so she can read it and I can move on to a different book. I forget the name of that one but its the Third in the Black Dagger Brotherhood series. This one is about Zsadist. The most dangerous, and mysterious brother. I think he's my favorite. Other than Vishous, and Phury. Rhage is cool too, and Wrath is kinda spooky. Tohrment is awesome. He's really smart. I think Tohrment is my third favorite. Zsadist, Vishous, Tohrment, Phury, Rhage, and Wrath. Yeah that sounds about right. I might change my mind as I read this book. But I doubt it. I might grow to love Phury a little more. Anyway, enough about them. I'll have to write to you all later about a thought forming in my head. I can't write it down yet. It doesn't make any sense.

TWMA,
Sacred Secret

"Alls Fair in Love and War."